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[QUOTE="zio, post: 706925, member: 19332"] Christmas eve, "Santa" comes to our house. This has been going on in my family since before I was born. I can't describe the feeling... it was surreal. We start out singing Christmas carols -- remember, to a 4 year old kid it doesn't sound odd to all of a sudden have everyone burst out singing in the living room -- and then someone would hear bells jingling, paws on the roof, and lo and behold St. Nick himself would burst through the front door with lots of ho-ho-ho's and such. Everyone, starting with the youngest, sits on his lap & tells him what they want for Christmas. The little ones are either peeing their pants and screaming for mommy, or in awe as they should be. After all, at that age Santa is on the same level as Superman and Jesus. The older ones (ages 5-7) are trying to figure out if it's really him or not. And the adults all try to see who can maim the poor s.o.b. with a flying leap into his lap. Then he passes out little presents from his bag like small toy cars, socks for the men, shampoo & hair brushes for the women, etc. And there was always [b]one[/b] person who mysteriously wasn't there to sit on Santa's lap or receive the gifts himself. So by the time I was 16, everyone figured it was my turn. There were no little kids to worry about, just about 30 adults. My aunt got me all liquored up (thanks, Annie!) and sent me upstairs where my uncle was waiting with [i]THE[/i] suit. I recognized it all- the gold rimmed glasses with no glass in them, the white gloves... the red bag... it was a coming of age of sorts for me. I marched into the living room on cue with the deepest ho-ho-ho's I could summon from my freshly changed voice and don't remember much after that, except how it felt like I was going to die from heat exhaustion. And I made a joke to a not-too-comfortably-distant-cousin about her being fat. Now that I have kids in the 2-4 range, I'm off the hook. And as the families all grow up, some are starting to split off so the event is smaller, for now. But I do everything in my power to make sure that my kids get to experience the same Christmas I remember. [/QUOTE]
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